Poem by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)




I dwell in Possibility (466)

 

I dwell in Possibility —
A fairer House than Prose —
More numerous of Windows —
Superior — for Doors —


Of Chambers as the Cedars —
Impregnable of eye —
And for an everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky —

 

Of Visitors — the fairest —

For Occupation — This —
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise —

 

 

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Written on 2020-09-20 at 00:00

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bibek adhikari The PoetBay support member heart!
I'm always in awe of Dickinsonian conceits.
2020-09-24


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
It took me so long to appreciate her poetry, so ambiguous. At some point it became clear and certain.

Thank you for posting this.
2020-09-21


Ann Wood The PoetBay support member heart!
Lovely poem
2020-09-21